The Living Wells - After 120 lyrics

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The Living Wells - After 120 lyrics

[Verse 1: Moshe Friedman] Last night I had a dream that made me stop and stare I saw my grandpa sitting in his rocking chair Now it's been years but he sounded so clear When he leaned over to me and whispered in my ear, he said Grandson, don't forget life is finite But it's a blessing cuz it helps us live our time right That night I walked down to the cemetery To think about what it would be like to be dead and buried In my life did I know I had a role to fill? Was I acting too lazy or on overk**? Were there times when a crisis seemed so real But looking back I was making mountains out of molehills? Now I don't think about my d**h usually But my grandpa was trying to get through to me That the way to live life suitably Is to base it on what I want said at my eulogy [Chorus: Rick Fox, Moshe Friedman] Were you fulfilled? (After 120) Did you serve for real? (After 120) Look at your life? (After 120) Did it turn out right? (After 120 What will you find… After 120) That you've left behind… (After 120) When you're no longer here After a hundred and twenty years [Verse 2: Moshe Friedman] If you could visit yourself from beyond the grave What do you think that you would want to say? That beauty is as fleeting as an autumn day And fame only lasts for those fifteen minutes on the stage? Where are the athletes and models in old age? Will you be stuck wishing for the old days? Or is it the present tense you're not pa**ing right? Too much time wasted at the traffic light It's your decision, cuz no one's on the d**h bed wishin' They had watched a little more television Saying is it a shame, if only I had been able to play More video games… Put this in your brain- No one's remembered for the size of their new home Or had “Beloved CEO” written on their tombstone Will you care what your holdings are worth In that new suit lying in a hole in the dirt? Live for the now but don't ignore the issue You never heard that you can't take it with you? Here's a rule of thumb to stick to – Ask yourself when you're gone will people really miss you? You say there's no life after the tomb But was there was no life after the womb? Even though you can't see it like the back of the moon Think about it now cuz it's happening soon, after 120 [Chorus] [Bridge: Moshe Friedman] Some days I prefer a funeral to a wedding Not because one's more upsetting, but that It reminds me where I'm heading without regretting To a place beyond fear and insecurity Beyond a fleeting culture of modernity To a place called eternity, where I'll be judged For my kindness and purity, and certainly My choices are all that determine me Cuz I never chose to be a king or a peasant I can only choose to do what's true and pleasant By thinking about my future while I live in the present That's why I'm writing now while I'm still young What I want to say to my grandson - when you don't know Where you're headed, every train is the wrong one Do yourself a favor, man, plan for the long run Cuz life keeps on going way after this song's done [Chorus]